Dragon Race: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer

Chapter 6: The Chainsword Slashing at the Gods
Chu Tianjiao's self-esteem would naturally not allow him to sit and wait to run while letting a minor go all out.

He walked to the car window and lowered his head, showing a gentle smile:

"Some people always tell me that the main task of this life will be done after raising my son."

"I'm obviously a jerk father who gave up on the mission halfway."

"But I'm still very greedy. I want to watch you get into a good university, start a career, marry a wife as beautiful as your mother..."

"I'm really sorry, Zihang...you have to live well and protect your mother."

Chu Zihang stared blankly at his red-eyed father, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably.

He thought he could bear everything when he grew up, but at this time he became a child who wanted to rely on his father.

Chu Tianjiao touched Chu Zihang's head for the last time, turned around and walked towards the shadows and gods in the distance.

"father!"

Chu Zihang yelled at his back in the rain.

But the man didn't look back, he changed from a doting father to a fearless outlaw at this moment.

"Hey! Saiyan boy! Wait for me!"

……

The wind howled, the lightning flashed and the thunder roared.

A new round of conflict will break out between man and God.

The black shadows who grabbed the suitcase did not launch a counterattack against Lu Mingfei and Chu Tianjiao, they lined up in front of the gods, clearing a path.

Sleibnir moved its eight hooves, and each step fell, like a thunderbolt hitting the heart.

The god lifted the curtain of shadow, and His majestic figure was revealed to the eyes of the world under the light of mercury light.

Wearing a dark golden heavy armor with staggered patterns, wearing a blue wind cloak that was blown by the strong wind, and his body was tightly wrapped by a shroud written with blood-red spells;

In the palm of His hand is a long spear that looks like a dead branch——that is the spear "Kunguniel" that must be hit in myths and legends.

The rain fell to the ground along the curved body of the gun like the trajectory of a shooting star across the sky. Every inch of detail touched by the eyes on this sharp gun has a strong sense of epic.

After seeing His majesty, any human could not help but kneel on the ground, worshiping devoutly to get close to the brilliance of God.

"Filthy false god."

Lu Mingfei scoffed at this, and the machine soul of the chainsaw sword in his hand expressed disdain together with the owner.

That sentence was like a spark that declared war, igniting the beginning of a second conflict.

Odin's hand wrapped in the shroud raised Kungunir, and pointed at Lu Mingfei with the spear point like a dead branch.

If Odin really owns the Hall of Valor that stores countless warriors in myths and legends.

The group of black shadows in front of him are the Valkyries who supported him until Ragnarok.

Kungunir's spear pointing is where they will go.

The black wave rushed forward, trying to tear the human being who blasphemed and insulted the gods into pieces.

It doesn't matter whether you call them heretics or aliens now, what matters is—

"You will all be purified!"

The brilliance surrounding Lu Mingfei has almost materialized, like a blazing golden flame burning behind him.

The chainsaw sword in his hand was also stained with a layer of golden light, and the new machine soul was bathed in the holy blessing, roaring happily.

His faith was as firm as a rock, like a golden sun crashing into the raging black tide.

Then there was a real wave of black blood gushing out!
Even though these black shadows were elite fighters during their lifetime, with combat experience and skills beyond ordinary people——

But in terms of experience, who can compare to a tough soul who has fought bloody battles for [-] years?
What's more, Lu Mingfei felt that his body was full of endless power, as if he had returned to the superhuman body that had been transformed by nineteen surgeries.

And the golden holy radiance wrapped around his body is his power armor!
"boom!"

The roaring chainsword pierced through the chest of a black shadow. At the same time that the chainsaw sword was twisted into the body, Lu Mingfei's left hand had already locked the neck of the shadow in front of him.

"boom!"

Then there was a muffled sound, and the right hand that released the chainsword made a fist and blasted its head together with the gray-white mask that seemed to be growing on its face!
A black shadow seized the opportunity of his unrestrained punch and attacked from the right side. Lu Mingfei raised his shoulders and crossed his arms to block, his steps reversed, and the free left hand gave it the same treatment.

It's like an action scene that has been rehearsed countless times, and it takes less than a second to complete it in one go.

And such bloody and wonderful shots are showing all the time——

Lu Mingfei pulled out the chainsaw sword from the black shadow that was temporarily serving as a sword stand, turned around and split the head of a black shadow in half;

Four or five black shadows attacked from the blind spot behind Lu Mingfei at the same time, but the next moment they were burned by the blazing holy golden flame on his body, howling again and again.

……

There are only two spectators.

"This little Saiyan... what kind of language is that?"

"The Bronze Throne? It's not like..."

"The king's gift? It's not like..."

"Fuck, which family sent this kid to practice as a super genius, so awesome?"

Chu Tianjiao casually dealt with the black shadows that were entangled him, muttering to himself.

Without using his own language skills, he thinks he can't dance like Lu Mingfei in the crowd of deadpools - it can even be called taking a bath.

Another spectator is the venerable Lord God Odin.

He stared at Lu Mingfei, who was massacring the "Valkyries", and seemed to be thoroughly irritated by this one-sided battle.

He decided to kill this arrogant blasphemer with his own hands.

Perhaps he noticed the gaze of the false god. After breaking the neck of the last black shadow with his bare hands, Lu Mingfei stepped on the mountain of corpses and looked at Odin.

The mercury color and the fiery golden light are separated from each other, and the darkness on both sides of the viaduct is like an abyss.

"Your soul will die completely along with your body."

The deep voice rolled like thunder.

The heavy dark golden armor rustled, and Odin's thick palm wrapped in a blood-red shroud grabbed the sharp gun Kungunir as black as a dry branch again.

After directing the valkyries to carry out his will, he stabbed the spear into the ground.

"broken!"

Chu Tianjiao's expression tightened, and he quickened his pace.

Legend has it that Kungunir is made of branches of the world tree. Before it is released, the soul of the target has been locked, and it is destined to be pierced through the chest by a sharp gun.

He didn't have time to think about whether the legend was true or not, and he didn't even want to personally verify the authenticity of the legend.

He wanted to stop Odin before he threw Kungunir, and let Lu Mingfei leave with Chu Zihang.

"I am the son of Saint Catherine, and my soul shall return to the golden throne with the father of genes."

Lu Mingfei bent over and pulled out the chainsaw sword stuck on the black shadow's corpse, with a mocking and disdainful smile on his face.

Chu Tianjiao couldn't help but stop, staring blankly at the young man rushing towards Odin.

The brilliance of his body is as dazzling as the sun.

No, that's not the sun, that's a cocoon.

"Judgment, false god!"

Accompanied by this roar, the butterfly transformed from its cocoon, and a pair of bright golden-red wings completely stretched out from Lu Mingfei's back.

The holy and unyielding angel leaped high, and the roaring chainsaw sword in his hand fell to the head of the god.

(End of this chapter)